Hes got a mustache, now can he please get a job
I LOOKED at my 10-year-old son about a week ago and something around his mouth looked almost . . . dirty.
“What have you been eating?” I asked, figuring that the shadow on his upper lip was the remnants of a meal.
“Nothing,” he said.
“Then what’s that on your face?”
I moved in for a closer look. Turning his face slightly toward the light filtering in through the living room window, I saw it.
“Is that a mustache?” I asked in disbelief.
My wife, LaVeta, who was hovering nearby, came over for a gander.
“I think it is a mustache,” she said.
There was an awkward moment of silence as I tried to decide what to do next. In my heart, though, I knew there was only one way to know for sure.
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